Douluo's death angel

Chapter 142 Soul Power Prohibited Land "Five"

"The breath there makes me very uneasy." Qian Renling was in a bad mood, the power of death here made him think of some unhappy things.

"Aren't you a dark, death attribute?"

"Yes, the power of death in this temple is the most primitive, the kind without any reason." Qian Renling stretched out his hand and caught a black spot of light from the air.

In his hands, these points of light seemed to approach him consciously, becoming a part of him.

The power of death is the power he is most familiar with.

"What should we do?"

"wait."

"When the power of death is not the strongest now, we will know it at night." They don't know the time in this temple. Judging from the gathering of power of death, it is not yet night.

"Let's eat something."

Nine people sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for the night to come.

They discussed, and then each took out food from the soul tool to eat.

While eating dried fruit, Qian Renling kept her eyes on the display stand, feeling that she had overlooked certain details.

He couldn't speak, so he could only continue to watch.

"A Ling's expression is so serious." Li Jiu'er sat next to him, poking his little face, "Think of something happy, A Ling."

"Nothing can make me happy." Qian Renling responded patiently, black soul power appeared in his hands, "This place is suitable for soul masters with dark attributes."

"It's very unfriendly to soul masters with light attributes."

Everyone knows these reasons, and looked at him with surprised eyes.

"Is A Ling thinking of something?"

"Night has fallen."

Qian Renling felt the change in her soul power, "The power of the dark attribute has tripled."

As if calling his words, the murals on the wall appeared in front of them as if they were alive after nightfall.

They cast their gazes one after another, staring at the mural.

"This is……"

A pair of lovers stood in the white snow, a beautiful girl with black hair and black eyes and a handsome boy with blue hair and blue eyes.

Their appearance is very young, their faces are perfect, like the most perfect works of God.In front of such beauty, no one will feel jealous.

They depend on each other, just like a pair of ordinary lovers.However, Bai Xue was dyed red, and a sword blade was stuck in the boy's chest, and that heart was broken.

The dark red blood seemed to dye everything red, and the girl's teardrops fell on the ground, black and blue intersecting, like two disjoint parallel lines colliding.

The faces of the people shrouded in red light are not clear, giving them the feeling that they have been deliberately erased.

He held the huge sword blade in his hand, and the golden luster lingered on the sword.

The black-haired girl faced each other with a sword, her eyes full of despair.Although the blue-haired boy didn't have a sword on him, his face was pale and his eyes were filled with relief.

This is the last picture and the largest mural in this temple.

"What are these murals trying to tell us?"

"I don't understand, there is no beginning and no end."

"Perhaps, this is the origin of the temple."

"uncertain."

While they were discussing the content of the mural, the ground began to collapse, and the statue began to change with a bang.

The power of death gathered on the display stand, and a black blade appeared on it.As soon as it appeared, those red lights became brighter, as if to blind those who looked directly at them.

"Close your eyes."

After the red light passed, the sword was placed in mid-air on the display stand, emitting a black luster.

A faint black mark appeared between Qian Renling's eyebrows, and that pattern was the sword in the display stand.

Of course, everyone paid too much attention to the movements on the display stand, so no one noticed his strangeness.

Qian Renling stared fixedly at the sword, and the sense of familiarity filled her heart again.

He lowered his head slightly, waking up from his thoughts.Feeling the sword's pull on him, he shook his head.

There is a voice in his heart telling him, walk over, that sword belongs to him.

He dismissed this idea as soon as it appeared, it must be the sword that was tempting him to go there.

Bang!
The vibration sound appeared again, and the statue had a new change.The cement slipped from the statue, revealing a fair complexion.

Then, they took a breath and opened their eyes to look at the nine members of the gold class.

The man holding the long sword said, "This is the Temple of Death, the domain of the God of Death. It is already an offense for mortals to break into it."

"People who are not chosen by the gods cannot enter the Temple of Death, and the rest of the entrants will be killed."

He moved, and the target of the long sword was the nine members of the gold class.

"Sleeping undead, God's most loyal servant, wake up from deep sleep, and destroy this group of god-believers."

As his voice fell, black light spots appeared on the ground, and many undead figures emerged from these light spots.

Their faces, clothes, and weapons are all different, and they seem to be people from different eras.

Of course, they have a common identity, that is, servants of God.

The God of Death governs death, and no matter how extraordinary one's status was before one's life, one will obey the arrangements of the God of Death after death.

Able to become the guardians of the death temple, these undead were all powerful men who shocked the world during their lifetime.

It's just that with the passage of time, their brilliance turned into a handful of loess.

The undead surrounded them, trying to kill the blasphemers.

"The third soul skill, Gigabit Backspace."

A sword formed by the gathering of aurora flashing with lightning appeared in Qi Yefei's hands, and she quickly slashed at the undead.

The martial soul of the light attribute naturally suppresses the martial soul of the dark attribute, and naturally suppresses the power of the dark attribute.

Qi Yefei understands her responsibility and must protect everyone.

"Everyone stand beside me, let's not disperse."

"The fourth soul skill, Phoenix Protection."

The red flame spread from Jiang Yunnuan's body to the surrounding area, forming a red shield to protect them.

Phoenix Protection is a defensive soul skill, and consumes no less soul power than combat soul skills.In order to maintain this protective shield, Jiang Yunnuan's soul power is being consumed at an exaggerated speed.

"The third soul skill, the light of defense."

All the golden light of the scepter entered Jiang Yunnuan's body, reducing her burden.As an auxiliary soul master, Ye Shanshan can only do this.

"The second soul skill, the Sword of Ice and Snow."

Li Jiu'er didn't want to stand still and wait for the enemy's attack. She held the sword of ice and snow, and quickly cut off the phantom of the undead in front of her.

"Jiuer."

Qian Renling noticed her movements, "I'll help you."

"The third soul skill, Moon Wheel."

The two moon blades went towards the undead, and their powerful attack power made them disappear instantly.After seeing the undead disappeared in front of her, Xie Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

"The third soul skill, Granite Rock."

Red rocks appeared on the ground of the undead, blocking their progress.

There is a complicated light in Yan's dark red pupils, "The first soul skill, Lie Yan."

In times of crisis, they have to be reunited.

"The second soul skill, Light of Attack."

(End of this chapter)